11:49 and the front door bell goes; we have a zero tolerance policy on hawkers, bible / UPVC double-glazing salesmen, and any charity, after my wife nearly fell prey to a scammer who was supposedly collecting for 'a sponsored donkey in Africa' but when he demanded to have her bank details there and then on the door-step, the game was up. So anyway, ready with my curt "No", it turns out that the shabby-chic couple standing there are actually inquiring about the house next door which is for sale. They apologize for "getting me out of bed" - as I am still dressed in my pijamas. I explain that although I went to bed at 03:30, I've actually been up since 07:14 thanks to my kids, and it's not that I'm too lazy to get dressed, I'm just too damn busy finishing off SB#7 before it goes off to the printers. BP
toweling bathrobe - The White Company
T-shirt - Death Spray Custom, but with a spelling mistake that makes it more rare and valuable than a print error Penny Black.
pin-stripe PJs - John Lewis
Joseph Beuys felt slippers - Birkenstocks
coffee perculator - Omegna